My Superstar Wife Is So Popular-Chapter 891 - 889: When Were You Ever Under Me

"You just say that. I offered to go with you this morning, but you wouldn’t let me."

"No way, you just went with me to the Jinhua Award not long ago. If you come again to the launch event today, people who don’t know better might think I’m still nursing." Wen Qiao leaned sideways, collapsing onto the sofa, "I don’t want your company folks labeling me as ’Su Daji, the nation-wrecker’."

Fu Jinghen chuckled lightly, "Don’t worry, they wouldn’t dare."

Wen Qiao teased hoarsely, "Oh, right, after all, I’m now the one closest to President Fu’s heart, my status just one beneath the top, no one dares to say anything about me."

"One beneath? That doesn’t seem right." Fu Jinghen took off his glasses, casually placed them on the table, picked up his phone, and leaned closer to the camera, "When did you ever rank below me? Haven’t you always been lording over me?"

Fu Jinghen’s tone and expression were completely normal when he said this, with absolutely no inappropriate undertones, but he couldn’t withstand Wen Qiao’s uncanny propensity for wild associations.

Her face flushed, she glanced at the bright daylight outside the window, then retracted her gaze, giving Fu Jinghen a flirtatious side-eye, "Thinking about such nonsense in broad daylight, aren’t you supposed to be working? I’m not talking to you anymore, lest you corrupt another of our nation’s flowers."

With that, Wen Qiao hung up the phone with a "snap".

Fu Jinghen stared at the chat screen that reappeared, momentarily stunned.

He had only one thought in his mind now: "Shouldn’t ’thinking about such nonsense’ be his line?"

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In the evening, all the lead actors of "Red Makeup" arrived at the Lanting Hotel.

During filming, the crew’s atmosphere was always good. Except for Director Zhang’s frequent scolding, it was still a scene of joy.

When Director Zhang learned that all his lead actors had arrived at the hotel, he clamored in the group chat about getting a private room together for a meal.

Wen Qiao had taken some medicine and napped in the afternoon. After waking up, she felt much lighter and, seeing Director Zhang’s message about dinner, got up to tidy herself and headed out with Xiao Chu.

Ye Shengnan took Jiang Yao away after arriving at Lanting Hotel, and Wen Qiao was still asleep then, so it was only Xiao Chu accompanying her now.

Although Huo Mutian booked Wen Qiao a presidential suite, she chose to move back to a single standard room on the twelfth floor. It wouldn’t look good if the rest of the crew found out otherwise.

Xiao Chu closed the door, slipped the room card into her pocket, and asked Wen Qiao, "Should we go look for Sister Yao?"

"You can go," Wen Qiao replied with a knowing grin, "Maybe you’ll have some significant findings."

Xiao Chu glanced at Wen Qiao, "Then I better not go, wouldn’t want to mess up someone else’s good time and get struck by lightning for it."

Wen Qiao laughed twice, slinging an arm over Xiao Chu’s shoulder.

Xiao Chu was half a head shorter than Wen Qiao, making this height just perfect for Wen Qiao. She lifted her hand to hook Xiao Chu’s chin, "How come you’ve never been in a relationship but know so much?"

"I’m a theoretical scholar," Xiao Chu pretended to push non-existent glasses up her nose, "Any practical application must be built upon a theoretical foundation, right?"

"...."

Wen Qiao looked at Xiao Chu incredulously, and after a long pause, pinched her cheek, "I should’ve looked at you with new eyes after a bit of time apart. These profound words actually came out of your mouth."